19 years old. broken heart. gossip. eating. drinking. guitar. jesus. singing. dancing. clubbing. city. in love. best friends. loud music. beach. college. victoria's secret. fashion. kissing. sex. driving. traveling. kinky. tough skin. shots. shopping. toughlife. typical. "I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best."
— Marilyn Monroe ——————
A year later….
So here I am about a year later, and a lot has changed. I am no longer friends with my best friend of six years, and the boy I was in love with who was my other best friend. Do I have other friends? Yes.. but it will never be the same. People come and go and although at first it may be hard, it gets easier. People come and go, everything is always changing. It does upset me from time to time still that I am not friends with the two of them. I have a few good friends now but I don’t have the same connection I do with them as I did with those two. I have been okay though. You only live once. Just smile, life goes on.
